[Ben is watching, cautious; he trusts Rhade, but he's never comfortable under siege. He's never quite able to believe he's safe, and he's never done well with anything remotely as precarious as this.
He knows how bad it will be when people find out about this. If he were home now, he would be moving a minimum of three territories out of the area.
Zack, he thinks distantly, is going to be so angry.]
I don't... [It's very specific information Rhade is asking for, and Ben's thoughts are running in the complete wrong direction for it, but he knows where to look. He's already reaching into his pocket for his communicator.] You, Zack, Wade Wilson, Iris Wildthyme...
[Which is where he stalls out, but he's got the entry he wants now anyway, holding out his own communicator with it on the screen.]
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He knows how bad it will be when people find out about this. If he were home now, he would be moving a minimum of three territories out of the area.
Zack, he thinks distantly, is going to be so angry.]
I don't... [It's very specific information Rhade is asking for, and Ben's thoughts are running in the complete wrong direction for it, but he knows where to look. He's already reaching into his pocket for his communicator.] You, Zack, Wade Wilson, Iris Wildthyme...
[Which is where he stalls out, but he's got the entry he wants now anyway, holding out his own communicator with it on the screen.]